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Sheppard did not dare to return any answer; but, disengaging herself from his embrace, endeavoured meekly to comply with his request. She took up one of her father’s novels and put it down again, fretted up to her own room for some work, sat on her bed and meditated upon the room that she was now really abandoning forever, and returned at length with a stocking to darn. Her father’s ideas of expostulation were a little harsh and forcible, and over the claret-colored table-cloth and under the gas chandelier, with his hat and umbrella between them like the mace in Parliament, he and his daughter contrived to have a violent quarrel. Celeste introduced him to me—oh, how Celeste hated me! She must have known. She pushed him gently on the chest. He dined, and then pleaded a political engagement. She had found it in 1988, the year of the stock market crash. Generations had been born and died in between the times she had gotten laid.
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